It had been a long time since I had last seen Alicia. What was it, fifteen years? No. Sixteen. Good Gawd A'mighty! Actually, she looked better than I remembered. Of course, that last time I saw her she was recovering from breast-reduction surgery and wasn't in her best sorts. We were also married to other people then, and it wasn't the best time for me ei...
Here is chapter 8 for your enjoyment. I ask for your forgiveness for any small grammar or spelling errors it is mostly self- edited. I would like to thank my Beta reader Willieone for all of her help and advice. I hope you enjoy this chapter and ask that you take a moment to vote and let me know what you think about this chapter . thank you, donalde ****...
"Wait here baby, I'll go check us in," I whispered to Ann, who was awake, but a still little groggy. "Okay," she said softly as she smiled at me, her eyes open but glassy. Ann had slept the vast majority of our trip from Colorado to Omaha. She was awake when we left Loveland, but she drifted off about a half hour into the trip. I roused her at the state li...
Nina Alvin stood on the deck of the Annie Mac, looking up at the rigging. Bonita sat on the top spur, her legs wrapped around the main mast. Moosie sat at his feet and looked up as well. He gave out one sharp bark. "Easy, bub," Alvin told him, "she's just fine." Bonita unhooked the tangled line and the sail fluttered down. Laura walked out of the boatho...
Author's note: Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you. ***** Standing in front of a small row of lockers wedged into the back of the storage room, Bradley Coleman changed out of the black jeans and gray top that served as his uniform and into a p...
Be sure and read parts 1 and 2 if you haven't already, or if you'd like to refresh your memory. I have a few more parts of this story series already written, and I'll be putting out continuations every once in a while, whenever the Devil makes me do it. — "I don't think you should wear that dress to church again." The words were spoken to me by my best fr...
"Serendipity" is the only explanation for how four guys with cheating wives ended up in the same high-end bar in a suburb of Washington, D. C. in the same afternoon at the same time. Maybe some higher power was taking pity on them because they had lived primarily innocent lives and didn't deserve the shitty circumstances that they were mired in. Thirty year...
***This work is my own and may not be republished without permission. * BONDAGE AND TRICKS Within two weeks Gwen had completed all the first level requirements except for the public display for the clients. The bruising was the only thing that was holding her back. Her schedule had fallen into a rhythm of working out with Joseph, tanning, eating breakfast...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his 'shell' with ease. Hope Honeybun's interest in young Mr Carson is that...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'll be honest: This isn't a pure Loving Wives story. Sure, there's a divorce and all that crap, but I wanted to explore some different themes. In my first LW story, I wrote a suspense story about revenge on the cheating wife. In the second, I wrote about how a husband deals with the immediate aftermath of discovering his wife's infidelity. H...